Lyrics:

When I blacked out
In the winter months of Capricorn
I had a strange dream
That I lived a thousand winters gone
A thousand winters' faded gray
And shuttered by the wind
To tell the tale of Lydia
Her legacy begins
Uprising
Unveiling
The absurdity in the tragedy of man
And its hero, the all-seeing worm

The pain is born from memory
Of pleasures unparalleled and pure
In velvet sleep, I live the past again

There is no chance to release me
No answer to bring peace
Some people conjure dreaming
Sanctified, electric karmic burn through


The pigs, they marched from under
To pull down the moon
And summon the bringer of doom
Now sullen, the demons fade away
And summon their final call
Lydia slayed them all

The pain is born from memory
Of pleasures unparalleled and pure
This is the psalm of Lydia

Oh, my sweet Lydia, the others have told me
'Tis not your time to leave'
'It is not your time
You've so much more to see'